Hartea would be laying on the ground, as he would slowly open his eyes due to the constant shaking of his right shoulder, he would then turn towards the source of this -- as he saw a little boy who had a smile spread on his face, as Hartea would jump up on his feet, as he would hold his hand to the little boy, but no matter how high the little boy jumped, he couldn't reach Hartea's hand. Hartea giggled, placing his hand in his pocket and adjusted the quilt around his neck. The kid who woke Hartea up looked almost like the lady whose house he came from, the kid stood at 3'6 and was equipped with a small little jacket.

Hartea: Hey there kid, that crazy haired lady brought you here too?

Boy: Yeah, She took Papa too! He was here with some other people, but when I woke up they were all gone.

Hartea: Hm, weird. Maybe they went home!

Boy: W-What!? Nooo, my Papa would never leave me!

Hartea: I dunno kid, what if he just got hungry and was just like "Aww shoot, I forgot my kid!"

Boy: If that ever happened, Mama would punch him fifty shades of shame!

Hartea laughed, as he would then hear the screams of a man down the cave he was now inside of with the child, as the child would jump up and begin running towards the source of the noise

Boy: That's Papa's voice!

Hartea: Yo, hey wait up!

Hartea would run after the kid, as they would end up in a wide open section of the cave where stones poked out of the top of the roof, and Hartea would yell as well, as his face cringed together and he covered the child's eyes -- Hartea would gaze upon the sight of a woman sitting down on her knees with her hands on both sides of her head as her stomach growled and her hair had grabbed Hartea's companion's father, bringing it closer to her mouth along with another man, Hartea would look around the room, as he turned the child's back to him, giving the child the thumbs up.

Hartea: Uhhh, let's play hide and seek. You count to one hundred and ignore the countless screams and shrieks of agony behind you.

Boy: Okay One. . .two . . .threeeee. . . .Uh. . .Four. . .!

Hartea: Perfect. And if you turn around you're fired.

Hartea would then run towards the woman, stopping at the left side as he slid towards her and attempted to punch the back or her head, but he stumbled backwards and almost yelled out

Hartea: Whoa, what the hell is that!? You have TWO MOUTHS!? Did your husband send you up here?

The second mouth yelled out, as the hair would attack Hartea by attempting to impale his chest, He would roll backwards the avoid its attempt, as he ran back to the hair and grabbed the bangs of hair that wrapped around and gripped on the men he was trying to save. He slammed the bangs down, causing it to lose its grip on the men as they would scramble their way out of the hair's grip -- the child's father would run towards their kid, about to say their name, but he stopped as he just watched his kid in utter confusion

Boy: Twenty one. . .Twenty two. . .twenty threeeee. . .twenty four. . .!

Boy's Father:. . .What are you-

The boy would stop counting for a second and began speaking to his dad, however, he didn't want to get fired -- so he continued to face the wall.

Boy: Papa! What number comes after twenty-four?

Boy's Father: Twenty Five, Ekon.

Ekon: Twenty five!

Ekon's father smacked his face with the palm of his hand, as he sighed, he would pick up his son and slowly walk out the room

Ekon's Father: Jerry, come on!

Jerry: I'm on my way, Hagan!

Jerry would run after Hagan and Ekon, leaving only Hartea and the two-mouthed lady to settle their issue

Futakuchi(Second Mouth): . . .You. . .YOU RUINED MY MEAL. MY PRECIOUS FUTAKUCHI NEEDS TO EAT, THESE PESKY PEOPLE KEEP STEALING OUR FOOD AT THIS RATE WE'LL STARVE!

This voice was coming from the mouth on the woman's back head, as the hair would form sharp tips and blade towards Hartea, Hartea would run, but one of hair blade stabbed into his foot, and dragged him closer to its mouth but Hartea would grab the blade of the hair and pull it from inside of his foot, dropping to the floor as he would retreat back, looking at the hair as it rose high above him. Hartea would then run back towards the hair, but this time, he rolled on the floor and in front of the woman, this caused the hair to have to curved and almost fully wrap around its host's head, Hartea would stand on one knee as he held his hands out as the blade's charged towards his face

Hartea: Halt!

The hair would stop, as the woman would also look up towards him, with tears in his eyes. He would wink towards the girl, giving her the thumbs up as she refrained herself from laughing at him, as he would stand on the both of his feet, dusting himself off as he would shake his head

Hartea: Alright, alright -- let me get this straight: These people were eating the food in the forest, or taking it back to your home village, and it left you to starve. Soooo, you started eating them. . .?

Futakuchi(Second mouth): Yep.

Hartea: I HAVE A SOLUTION TO YOUR ISSUE, HOW ABOUT YOU JUST MOVE INTO THE VILLAGE?

The weeping lady's eyes widen, and the hair would drop down, as she would slowly tremble, her stomach growling, as she hugged herself, shaking her head left and right

Futakuchi: I. . .I don't know. . .Do you honestly believe they'll let me into their village. . .?

Hartea: After you eaten and kidnapped a plethora of their people? Of course! And plus, it'll let you all come to an agreement, you don't have to starve, and the village people don't have to go missing! Win-win! Come on, I'll even come with you and get you a nice little meal!

Futakuchi smiled, as she started to tear up again, wiping her tears as she slowly stood up, but would fall back down; she was a very slim figure, not too slim -- but slim enough to tell she hasn't eaten in days. Hartea would hold out his hand to Futakuchi, as he gripped onto her small hand and pulled her up.

Futakuchi: I. . .thank you, I do hope this goes well. . .your kindness is overwhelming. . .what is your name. . .?

Hartea: Don't even mention it! And my name is Hartea, Hartea IDka!